Chapter 42: Life and death, willing to die for His Highness Sixth Prince
No sound was made either from around the ring or from the stands.
Although Fan Zhong's last desperate blow still failed to hurt Fan Qi, his indomitable courage was enough to win the respect of everyone.
In the stands, the sixth princess was shaking all over, and big tears kept rolling down from the corners of her eyes.
But she didn't show the same fragile look as before. She just wiped away tears and stared at the ring below.
…
Under the arena.
"Even without the blessing of the acupuncture point technique, Fan Zhong's last kick already had the air of a martial arts master."
Xu Taiping looked at Fan Zhong's body from a distance, his tone full of respect.
"That's right, Fan Zhong is not a waste as he said. On the contrary, he is one of the few geniuses of the Fan family in recent years. Otherwise, it would be impossible to master the Acupoint Burst Technique. It's a pity that with this monster Fan Qi
In front of us, his genius is not worth mentioning."
The oriole nodded.
"The person who challenges me for the second time in this life-and-death competition is Qi Yan."
At this moment, Fan Ye came on stage and called out the name of the next challenger.
And almost at the same time as the words fell, a young man in white, carrying a long spear on his back, jumped up from the ring, and landed on the ring elegantly.
"Your surname is Qi, and you also use a gun. Could it be that you are the grandson of the old man Qi Kai from the state of Wu?"
Fan Qi stood on the ring with his hands behind his back and glanced at the young man in white with indifference.
"I didn't expect Mr. Fan to still remember my grandfather."
The young man smiled and then took off the spear on his back.
"I seem to have no grudges against the Wu Guoqi family. Are you coming to challenge me to become famous?"
Fan Qi smiled coldly at the young man.
Of all the people who challenge him, the ones he dislikes the most are those who risk their lives for fame.
"Qi Yan knows that he is not Fan Lao's rival, but a few years ago when he was traveling in the White Tree Kingdom, he was framed by a traitor and almost died tragically in prison. Fortunately, he got help from the Sixth Princess and has managed to survive until now. Now that I heard that His Highness is in trouble, Qi Yan has to
Come."
As the young man spoke, he raised the spear in his hand, and his original easygoing aura was suddenly replaced by a fierce aura.
"Your great-grandfather was no match for me back then. Are you stronger than your great-grandfather?"
"I'm not as good as my great-grandfather."
"Then you are looking for death."
"Qi Yan, I am willing to die for His Highness Sixth Prince."
After saying this, Qi Yan's spear tip shook, and the spear in his hand was like a dragon, stabbing towards Fan Qi.
Just like Fan Zhong last time, Qi Yan put all his strength into every strike, regardless of life or death.
But Fan Qi was like an ancient ferocious beast that could not be defeated. Even if Qi Yan tried his best, even if he thrust out the most exquisite spear in his life, he still could not defeat his indifferent punch.
"boom!"
A dull crash sounded.
Qi Yan, who was originally dressed in white, was dressed in blood red and was knocked out of the ring by Fan Qi's fist.
"boom!"
When he landed, everyone saw that his spear had broken into two pieces and was stuck in his chest.
"Fellow Taoist Taiping, do you see clearly? This is Fan Qi. This is the power of a martial arts master at the peak. Do you still have the confidence to defeat him now?"
Huangque turned to look at Xu Taiping.
> Xu Taiping fell silent.
However, the reason for his silence was not because he noticed the strong fighting power of Fan Qi, but because he discovered the reason why Fan Qi and Qi Yan were willing to challenge Fan Qi even at the cost of their lives - "To die for His Highness the Sixth Prince, for
The White Tree Kingdom is going to die."
"The person who will challenge for the third time in this life and death competition is Wang Zhenghao."
At this moment, Fan Qi's grandson Fan Ye called out the name of the third person to compete.
"Come on, come on!"
A young man who looked carefree, carrying a big knife on his back, passed by Xu Taiping in a swaggering manner.
Watching the man walking towards the ring step by step, Xu Taiping hesitated for a moment, and finally called out to the man:
"This big brother stays."
"What to do?"
The young man turned his head and looked at Xu Taiping impatiently.
"Can you let me go first?"
Xu Taiping asked the young man calmly.
"roll!"
The young man rolled his eyes at Xu Taiping and cursed fiercely.
Then he turned around without hesitation, turned his back to Xu Taiping, waved his hand and said:
"I know who you are, and I also know that you are very powerful, but don't look down on me!"
After saying that, he strode towards the ring without looking back.
"It's useless. The knight-errant style prevails in the White Tree Kingdom. These people are proud to die for their benefactors and are ashamed of being ungrateful and timid. Unless you kill them, you can't pull them off the ring.
"
Huang Que smiled and looked up at the arena.
The careless young man stepped onto the ring, raised his sword in front of him, and then said to Fan Qi with a smile: "Old thief Fan Qi, Wang Zhenghao, the leader of the Broadsword Gang, has come to seek death."
The sound resounded throughout Wukong Manor.
It didn't take long.
Wang Zhenghao's body, which was not too tall, was knocked out of the ring by Fan Qi with a "bang".
When the servants of Nu Fist Manor carried his body past Xu Taiping, Xu Taiping found that although a big hole had been punched out in his chest, the expression on his face did not show any trace of panic or fear. It was still the same.
Acting like a fool.
"We really cannot underestimate this group of people. We have been praying for immortality in vain, but they are willing to die for justice. It is no wonder that Jiufu has been unwilling to relax its control on the world."
Seeing that Wang Zhenghao could die so calmly, Huang Que couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Of course Xu Taiping would not look down upon him.
Because he is.
After looking away from Wang Zhenghao, he silently retreated to his original position, stopped trying to persuade the group, and began to seriously observe every match between the group and Fan Qi.
…
"He Yuan came to die."
"Di Yi came to seek death."
"Ran Yong came to seek death!"
Next, amidst the proud voices of dying, fewer and fewer people stood under the ring, and more and more corpses were carried away.
Little by little, Xu Taiping's eyes changed from confusion to awe.
When the body of the last ranger was carried away from him, Xu Taiping stood up and walked towards the ring without waiting for Fan Ye's voice.
At the same time, he murmured in a low voice:
"I will definitely live up to your good intentions." There was no sound from either around the ring or from the stands.
Although Fan Zhong's last desperate blow still failed to hurt Fan Qi, his indomitable courage was enough to win the respect of everyone.
In the stands, the sixth princess was shaking all over, and big tears kept rolling down from the corners of her eyes.
But she didn't show the same fragile look as before. She just wiped away tears and stared at the ring below again. .??.
…
Under the arena.
"Even without the blessing of the acupuncture point technique, Fan Zhong's last kick already had the air of a martial arts master."
Xu Taiping looked at Fan Zhong's body from a distance, his tone full of respect.
"That's right, Fan Zhong is not a waste as he said. On the contrary, he is one of the few geniuses of the Fan family in recent years. Otherwise, it would be impossible to master the Acupoint Burst Technique. It's a pity that with this monster Fan Qi
In front of us, his genius is not worth mentioning."
The oriole nodded.
"The person who challenges me for the second time in this life-and-death competition is Qi Yan."
At this moment, Fan Ye came on stage and called out the name of the next challenger.
And almost at the same time as the words fell, a young man in white, carrying a long spear on his back, jumped up from the ring, and landed on the ring elegantly.
"Your surname is Qi, and you also use a gun. Could it be that you are the grandson of the old man Qi Kai from the state of Wu?"
Fan Qi stood on the ring with his hands behind his back and glanced at the young man in white with indifference.
"I didn't expect Mr. Fan to still remember my grandfather."
The young man smiled and then took off the spear on his back.
"I seem to have no grudges against the Wu Guoqi family. Are you coming to challenge me to become famous?"
Fan Qi smiled coldly at the young man.
Of all the people who challenge him, the ones he dislikes the most are those who risk their lives for fame.
"Qi Yan knows that he is not Fan Lao's rival, but a few years ago when he was traveling in the White Tree Kingdom, he was framed by a traitor and almost died tragically in prison. Fortunately, he got help from the Sixth Princess and has managed to survive until now. Now that I heard that His Highness is in trouble, Qi Yan has to
Come."
As the young man spoke, he raised the spear in his hand, and his original easygoing aura was suddenly replaced by a fierce aura.
"Your great-grandfather was no match for me back then. Are you stronger than your great-grandfather?"
"I'm not as good as my great-grandfather."
"Then you are looking for death."
"Qi Yan, I am willing to die for His Highness Sixth Prince."
After saying this, Qi Yan's spear tip shook, and the spear in his hand was like a dragon, stabbing towards Fan Qi.
Just like Fan Zhong last time, Qi Yan put all his strength into every strike, regardless of life or death.
But Fan Qi was like an ancient ferocious beast that could not be defeated. Even if Qi Yan tried his best, even if he thrust out the most exquisite spear in his life, he still could not defeat his indifferent punch.
"boom!"
A dull crash sounded.
Qi Yan, who was originally dressed in white, was dressed in blood red and was knocked out of the ring by Fan Qi's fist.
"boom!"
When he landed, everyone saw that his spear had broken into two pieces and was stuck in his chest.
"Fellow Taoist Taiping, do you see clearly? This is Fan Qi. This is the power of a martial arts master at the peak. Do you still have the confidence to defeat him now?"
Huangque turned to look at Xu Taiping.
> Xu Taiping fell silent.
However, the reason for his silence was not because he noticed the strong fighting power of Fan Qi, but because he discovered the reason why Fan Qi and Qi Yan were willing to challenge Fan Qi even at the cost of their lives - "To die for His Highness the Sixth Prince, for
The White Tree Kingdom is going to die."
"The person who will challenge for the third time in this life and death competition is Wang Zhenghao."
At this moment, Fan Qi's grandson Fan Ye called out the name of the third person to compete.
"Come on, come on!"
A young man who looked carefree, carrying a big knife on his back, passed by Xu Taiping in a swaggering manner.
Watching the man walking towards the ring step by step, Xu Taiping hesitated for a moment, and finally called out to the man:
"This big brother stays."
"What to do?"
The young man turned his head and looked at Xu Taiping impatiently.
"Can you let me go first?"
Xu Taiping asked the young man calmly.
"roll!"
The young man rolled his eyes at Xu Taiping and cursed fiercely.
Then he turned around without hesitation, turned his back to Xu Taiping, waved his hand and said:
"I know who you are, and I also know that you are very powerful, but don't look down on me!"
After saying that, he strode towards the ring without looking back.
"It's useless. The knight-errant style prevails in the White Tree Kingdom. These people are proud to die for their benefactors and are ashamed of being ungrateful and timid. Unless you kill them, you can't pull them off the ring.
"
Huang Que smiled and looked up at the arena.
The careless young man stepped onto the ring, raised his sword in front of him, and then said to Fan Qi with a smile: "Old thief Fan Qi, Wang Zhenghao, the leader of the Broadsword Gang, has come to seek death."
The sound resounded throughout Wukong Manor.
It didn't take long.
Wang Zhenghao's body, which was not too tall, was knocked out of the ring by Fan Qi with a "bang".
When the servants of Nu Fist Manor carried his body past Xu Taiping, Xu Taiping found that although a big hole had been punched out in his chest, the expression on his face did not show any trace of panic or fear. It was still the same.
Acting like a fool.
"We really cannot underestimate this group of people. We have been praying for immortality in vain, but they are willing to die for justice. It is no wonder that Jiufu has been unwilling to relax its control on the world."
Seeing that Wang Zhenghao could die so calmly, Huang Que couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Of course Xu Taiping would not look down upon him.
Because he is.
After looking away from Wang Zhenghao, he silently retreated to his original position, stopped trying to persuade the group, and began to seriously observe every match between the group and Fan Qi.
…
"He Yuan came to die."
"Di Yi came to seek death."
"Ran Yong came to seek death!"
Next, amidst the proud voices of dying, fewer and fewer people stood under the ring, and more and more corpses were carried away.
Little by little, Xu Taiping's eyes changed from confusion to awe.
When the body of the last ranger was carried away from him, Xu Taiping stood up and walked towards the ring without waiting for Fan Ye's voice.
At the same time, he murmured in a low voice:
"We will definitely live up to your good intentions."